In Su Ming's eyes, the thirty Skies were no longer skies. They were a blade, a shining blade that lay horizontally in the sky. That blade was as bright as the sky, which was why it turned into thirty Skies and became a ravine that blocked all those who were not in Boundless Dao Realm.
It was not impossible to cross it, but if anyone wanted to do so, they would need the determination to cut down their Dao. It did not matter whether the Dao they cut down was right or wrong. What was important was their determination!
Tian Xiu Luo thought that he possessed this determination and that he had cut down his Dao, but when he saw Gu Hong going against his Dao and giving up on everything to help Su Ming, he understood that in terms of determination, he could not compare to Gu Hong.
The Sovereign of Ancient Zang also understood this. The two of them also understood why they could not step into the thirty Skies. It was not because the Dao they cut was right or wrong, but because their determination was not strong enough …
They had too many fetters, and with them around, it was difficult for them to cut down their Dao completely. It did not matter whether it was kismet or creation. If they did not have complete determination, then they would not be able to walk down Boundless Dao Realm.
Su Ming crashed into the thirty Skies at that moment. Booming sounds shook the sky and earth. When they reverberated in the air, the world trembled, the Sovereign of Ancient Zang's eyes focused on them, and Tian Xiu Luo's eyes shone brilliantly. As their attention was fully focused, they stared at the black and white vortex … and at Su Ming, who was like a moth flying into a flame.
Su Ming crashed into the thirty Skies. When the loud bangs reverberated in the air, it was like a shining blade cutting down on him. He did not dodge or avoid it. With his resolve and determination, Su Ming took a step towards the blade cutting down at him without any hesitation.
The blade … cut through Su Ming's body as if it had pierced through him. It flashed past him in an instant. It did not cut down any blood, and neither did it leave behind any wounds, but it cut down Su Ming's destiny …
It might sound like an illusion, but in truth, what was cut down … was Su Ming's choice, because life, destiny, and cutting down his Dao was in truth a choice. He had to choose between his past and his future.
If he chose to cut off his past, then Su Ming would have a glorious future, and if he chose to cut off his future, then he could retain his eternal past.
No one but Su Ming himself knew exactly what he had chosen. Be it the Sovereign of Ancient Zang or Tian Xiu Luo, they could only tell that Su Ming had severed his Dao, but if Su Ming did not say what his choice was, no one else would know.
When the blade fell, booming sounds reverberated in the air, and it was reduced to shards. Once they shattered layer by layer, they turned into the shattering of the entire sky, causing Su Ming's foot to slowly descend. He had already surpassed the twenty-ninth Sky and stepped into … the thirtieth Sky!
At the instant Su Ming stepped into the place, he stood in the thirtieth sky with his head lowered. He did not look at the ground, neither did he look at his surroundings. Instead, he was quietly experiencing something.
The hearts of the sovereign and Tian Xiu Luo in Ancient Zang's capital trembled at that moment. They stared blankly at Su Ming standing on the thirtieth layer in the vortex.
They did not say a single word. They only watched him quietly.
After a long, long time, Su Ming slowly lifted his head. His third eye could no longer be seen at the center of his brow, and neither could his nine overlapping Dao Divinities. During that instant, he seemed to have become indescribably different compared to before.
He sighed softly. When he lifted his head, his gaze landed on the thirty-first Sky above him. Over there … was a world the Sovereign of Ancient Zang and Tian Xiu Luo could not see. When Su Ming saw the thirty-first Sky clearly, he also understood why Gu Hong had been standing there silently.
Su Ming saw a huge figure sitting in space. Beneath him was a Feng Shui compass, and on his wrist was a string of pearls. He was dressed in a long black robe. It was Xuan Zang.
Or rather, he was the Emperor of Ancient Zang, who had gone missing in Ancient Zang's palace and was believed to be dead!
Clearly, he had not died completely. Instead, he was floating in the vast universe, searching for a miracle that could resurrect him among the Harmonious Morus Albas.
Su Ming stared at the illusory figure quietly. It was also what Gu Hong had seen when he stood there. When he saw it clearly, he also understood what Su Ming had told him a long time ago.
Su Ming remained silent for a long time before he took a step forward. He walked towards the sky, and with one step at a time, he arrived at the barrier of the thirty-first Sky. With one step, he walked past it.
When he stood in the thirty-first Sky and looked above him, Ancient Zang's figure became clearer. It also allowed Su Ming to see … the bald crane's presence spreading out from Ancient Zang's clenched fist.
That presence made Su Ming remember the feather he had grabbed in his hand when the bald crane was swept into space.
However, Su Ming could not see the Emperor of Ancient Zang's face clearly. It seemed rather indistinct … but even if it was indistinct and he could not see it clearly, Su Ming could still vaguely sense that the face … was the exact same as his own.
"I believe that when Master stood here and chose to go against his Dao, he must have sensed this figure's face just like I did now …" Su Ming sighed softly and mumbled.
While the sigh echoed in the air, Su Ming took another step forward. When it landed, the thirty-first Sky crumbled in front of him. The sky of the thirty-second Sky also shattered at that instant when Su Ming walked forward.
When Su Ming stood in the thirty-second Sky, he could almost see the figure sitting on the huge Feng Shui compass in space clearly. That figure … was Su Ming himself.
"What did you see?!" Tian Xiu Luo asked after remaining silent for a moment in Ancient Zang's capital, which was beyond the black and white vortex.
Tian Xiu Luo had asked Gu Hong this question before, and the answer Gu Hong gave him made Tian Xiu Luo seem to have understood something. When he asked Su Ming again, Su Ming did not give him a similar answer.
"I … saw myself," Su Ming said softly. His voice echoed in the thirty-second Sky. When it spread through the entire universe, Su Ming stared at the figure on the Feng Shui compass and took a step towards the thirty-third Sky.
When his foot landed, the thirty-third Sky disappeared before Su Ming, as if it had never existed, causing Su Ming … to walk to the thirty-third Sky as if he had arrived in front of the huge figure sitting on the Feng Shui compass. He seemed to only be one step away from the center of the figure's brows.
While standing there, Su Ming stared at the huge figure for a long, long time. In silence, a myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. He thought of many people and many things. When he sighed softly, he fused all his thoughts into that sigh, causing it to echo for all eternity and never disappear. Then … he took the final step!
During the process, purple light spread out from Su Ming's body. It reached one hundred thousand feet and pierced through the thirty-third Sky. It descended on the ground and chased away all the fog. Space itself was scattered, causing Ancient Zang to look as if it had turned purple. Su Ming lowered his head and stared at the world beneath him. He saw a figure in a straw cape standing in the snow and wind outside the gate of the royal city. That figure was Tian Xie Zi. He seemed to be staring at Su Ming, and a smile appeared on his face. There was a reluctance to part in that smile, as well as a wish to bid farewell to Su Ming.
He saw that Dao Han was no longer in isolation in Seven Moons Sect. Instead, he stood on the coffin and stared at the sky. There was a complicated look on his face, along with respect that came from the bottom of his heart. He stared at the sky quietly …
In One Dao Sect's region, in the dimension that seemed to have been isolated and destroyed, was Great Dao Paragon Sen Mu. He was also staring at the sky in a daze. It was no longer night in the sky. The sun was bright, and when a ray of sunlight shone on the side of his face, it made the shadow behind him … look like Su Ming's second senior brother who stood in the garden of the nine summits with a gentle smile on his face.
There was also a woman who dragged her exhausted body out of a cave abode in the mountain range on the ground. She was Xu Hui. Her face was slightly pale, and when she stared at the sky, there was a focused look on her face. There seemed to be a soft sigh in her heart that could not be heard.
And …
And …
It was just like the little boy sitting on the Tree of Dao Verification that replaced the sky in Hao Hao's world. He seemed to be able to see Su Ming quietly, and he smiled happily. He lifted his hand and waved goodbye to Su Ming.
"Hao Hao has already returned home. Big brother … you're going home as well …"
It was just like the headless figure sitting cross-legged at the top of the city in the world under the tree. At that moment, it seemed to move slightly, becoming a part of the bustling city and the laughter coming from the palace. Laughter reverberated in the air. Di Tian's happy voice and the happiness of the people from his sect around him lingered for a long time. While no one was paying attention to him, he lifted his head slightly as he held his wine cup. He looked as if he was drinking, but in truth, he was looking at the sky. His gaze was filled with blessings.
It was just like Lei Chen. The light in Dark Mountain Tribe could not be extinguished by the wind. There was a melancholy that could not be seen behind the tree crown in the sky, but there was no need for any wind to blow at it. That melancholy came from Lei Chen. He stood in his tribe and laughed while looking at the sky.
As he laughed, tears fell down his cheeks …
It was just like Old Man Extermination. He lifted his head at that moment and stared at the sky. Anguish gradually appeared on his face, and it turned into a sigh.
Su Ming averted his gaze. His expression was incredibly calm at that moment. His eyes were no longer red, but had turned clear. He had seen through all the bustling life in his life and how many seasons had passed. Su Ming turned around, and his foot landed on the ground …
When he took his final step … his body disappeared from the center of the brows of the black-robed man sitting on the Feng Shui compass. He … disappeared for all eternity.
A blizzard, a display of fireworks, a world of Ancient Zang, and a sigh of departure …
When he came, he woke up to a sense of unfamiliarity, but when he left … he only brought with him loneliness. Only Dao was like the purple light in the sky. Even if Destiny had already disappeared, the purple sky was eternal.
He felt like a cockroach. After feeling that the world was dark the day before, he felt that some sunlight had appeared on that day. He hoped that there would be more sunlight tomorrow so that this fellow Daoist with the flu, whom he did not dare to offend, would leave. Ahem, there are plenty of people waiting for him. Go, go, fellow Daoist.
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